Meta Cognition Lyrics by Oleka
Staid from the bed I made
All my plans and my opinions rage
In shades of my past mistakes
Turn me into something else
So I can complain
I’m tired of being annoyed
By the noise of my own voice
And what kind of choice is this?
To despise every moment you breathe
I’m not ashamed
But I am afraid
What is it gonna take?
How am I supposed to clean this mess
When I’m just a fool at best
If I keep up this seriousness
Maybe I can get out of my head
It’s all so clear now
I’m not ashamed
I’m not ashamed
What is it gonna take?